February 2009
I left the humans that very day, to spread the good news. And now I travel from place to place. I have walked for leagues beyond measure. I have starved, sometimes, and often I have been hurt. But I h
How do I save you from a fate so sweet As being torn to pieces by a loving hand How do I save you from a voice so soft As that which acquiesces to your each demand How do I look upon the eyes I love A
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